KOTARO BOKUTO [PART TWO]

It was a rivalry that topped all rivalries. The legendary Fukurodani ace, and the Nekoma libero. Ever sincs that day on the court, that brief exchange of eye contact, it became a competition. Bokuto was friendly, very friendly. It was off-putting to a quiet person like you, but when the rowdy ace introduced himself after his game, you found yourself gravitating to his side. Even though you became friends, it didn't diminish the sparks of challenge. He was an outstanding hitter, and you were readily improving your digs, so it was only natural that you practiced every time there was a game, tournament, or camp. You kept in contact over the breaks of not seeing each other, but there was nothing like arriving at a training camp knowing he was going to be there. You guessed at some point your interest turned to attraction, and luckily it was the same on his side of things. Ever since then, Bokuto would always get super excited when he saw you, even if that meant getting pumped up mid game and killing another hit to his opponents court corner. He couldn't help it, you made him jumpy.



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"Ah look, there's Fukurodani playing now. Aw, Bokuto! Yeah, good job ace!"

"Ah, did you see that kill? Wow!"

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